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Five daily blogs about life's 5 big choices on five interconnected sites.
Retired Disney Institute Keynote Speaker and Prolific Blogger. Five daily, differently-themed personal blogs (about life's 5 big choices) on five interconnected sites.
The change that is swimming through jeff noel’s midlife, baby boomer, hyper-active thinking is so moving, and so mind-blowing, he doesn’t have words to talk about it.
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Thanks for visiting. Midlife is a great time to reflect. September 2011 is an experiment (Zen) from jeff noel’s traditional blogging. Ultimately, the vision here is to challenge 3% of male Baby Boomers to Do Something Great! (Female Boomers are also welcome)
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Dear readers, jeff noel has a few clues on the urge to change his midlife writing focus. A good friend was diagnosed with cancer a month ago. This led to asking what happens to young children after a parent dies? How will the child(ren) know who their mom or dad was?
And noel thought, there’s a sufficient trail for his young son to understand life’s big choices, including thousands of photos and stories. So now noel begins writing in a different direction (still leaving a trail).
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Dear readers, jeff noel can’t quite put his finger on the undeniable urge to change his midlife writing focus. Midlife signals an implied timeframe for maturity, for wisdom, and for personal leadership. A time to be sure life affairs are in order.
Because the reality, if baby boomers have made it this far, is we are in an undeniable truth: life’s second-half is here, and the final buzzer will go off who knows when.
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This evening I got a good dose of food for thought along with my carry-out order of sushi.
I didn’t call ahead, so I had to spend a few minutes on a sofa by the front register. There was a little girl sitting at a table not too far from me. She was one of those adorable kids who you just want to run over and hug. A wild mass of blonde curls, wire rimmed glasses and a red tint to her nose that makes it seem she had spent this, one of the final days of summer, swimming in the afternoon sun. She seemed tired and restless. When her mother walked her back to the ladies room, she commented on the kimono that hung near the hallway as a decorative dividing curtain. Her mother told her that yes, it was pretty, but NOT to touch it. On the way back out she just couldn’t help herself, and as soon as her mother’s gaze drifted for a second, one of her little hands reached up and tugged at the sleeve. It immediately hit the floor. Her eyes got wide as her mother took her by the hand to the front of the restaurant to confess to the owner and offer an apology for what she had done. The owner, a Japanese lady who was probably near my own age, wasted no time in hunkering down to the little girls’ level and scooping her up in a warm hug. “I’m so sorry”, the lady offered. “No….. you don’t have to apologize to her. She grabbed it and it fell….” said the mother. “Oh, I understand. I saw the whole thing.” The owner now smiled to the little girl and went back to the register to answer the phone and take an order.
I watched this little girl, who was maybe all of 5 years old. She looked a bit confused, but she quietly went back to her seat, where she displayed her best manners for the remaining time I was there. She also kept glancing, and shyly smiling, at the lady who had shown her such mercy.